Where is Fuang Nakhong Street?

I have no idea what I ate for dinner tonight. I chose this reddish(vegetable?) soup from about 20 other unidentifiable options at the night market here in Ayutthaya. It wasn’t spicy upon eating but minutes later mouth of fire syndrome.
I’ve been initiated- bicycle riding in Bangkok ain’t that bad, folks. The machine is in top running condition after a $5.00 repair job at my new favorite Bangkok bike shop. The subway police put the kybosh on my bicycle so into the frying pan of Bangkok rush hour I went. Not surprisingly, I found drivers in this city of 8 million people to be much more courteous and aware than in Santa Fe. Despite the non-existent grid system and kaleidoscope intersections, I (slowly) made my way around town for two days. Two blocks at a time, of course, checking my map, checking my compass, checking my map again, riding two more blocks, checking my map, and so it went.
Yesterday I took the train from Bangkok to Ayutthaya, former Thai capital from 1350-1767. The city was sacked by the Burmese and abandoned. What remains today is a quaint, non-touristy town built amongst an incredible spectacle of ruins.
To answer some practical questions, Thailand is extremely hot and humid. I’m fortunate that it isn’t even the “hot” season. Most social activity here revolves around the street markets. Today I saw my first pile of dead frogs for sale, very sad. I also saw fried crickets and bugs, not so sad. The night market is a perfect place for me to eat, shop, chat, observe people, and read travel books. I did say chat, the Thai people love to engage in conversation even if a language barrier exists. I am practicing many words and phrases since the people are so patient and helpful. Thai and Lao are predominantly the same language so the more I try now the easier my life will be in a few weeks when I get to Laos.
Tomorrow I get the night train to Chiang Mai in the North. Sending love to you all!!
KRISTI